King Zhenbei looked calmly at the Emperor Qianyuan, who was standing on a golden dragon, holding a mountain and river sword, and laughing wildly in the sky.
He slowly said: "As a ruler of the people, you can't do things for the country. Water can carry a boat, but it can also overturn it. The destiny of the country is the gathering of people's hearts. How much can you use now?"
Emperor Qianyuan snorted coldly:
"I am the king of the country, and the fate of the country should be at my disposal."
Emperor Qianyuan squeezed the sword formula with his hand, and the Mountain and River Sword flew into the air. The golden dragon under his feet spit out wisps of golden luck and merged into the Mountain and River Sword.
Amidst the buzzing sound of the sword, a golden long sword with a height of a hundred feet was slowly taking shape.
The giant sword was flying in the sky, and even the people in the outer city of Kyoto could clearly see the giant sword that seemed to pierce the heaven and earth.
"God...immortal?"
As the giant sword takes shape, the pressure it exudes increases even more.
In the imperial city, the imperial guards who were under martial law were trembling with fear, their hands trembling so much that they could hardly hold their swords.
Throughout Kyoto, millions of creatures were in panic under the pressure of this sword force.
This is the Mountain and River Sword integrated with luck.
The momentum is like the power of heaven!
Emperor Qianyuan's eyes were filled with jealousy, anger, hatred and disdain. He held up the hundred-foot giant sword and shouted:
"Ye Dian, didn't you say that I can't use the luck of the country? I'll let you see, I... am still not the son of luck!"
"cut!"
Emperor Qianyuan roared, his face flashed with joy, and he controlled the giant sword with his sword fingers and cut it down with all his strength.
The power of the giant sword is overwhelming, and the sword energy breaks through the sky. If this sword is really struck down, I am afraid that in this imperial city, corpses will be strewn all over the ground and blood will flow into rivers.
King Zhenbei watched the heaven-shaking sword slash down, took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and shouted:
"Here comes the knife!"
From the sky, a streak of thunder roared in. It was like thunder, carrying layers of surging lightning, and quickly fell into the hands of King Zhenbei.
Martial arts and Taoist soldiers!
This is a peerless divine weapon that can only be bred by a second-grade warrior.
The broken saber in the hands of King Zhenbei was bred from his own martial arts. It is the most suitable for him and can exert the strongest power.
The long knife buzzed and trembled.
Facing the powerful Shanhe Sword high in the sky, it showed no fear at all, but instead had a high fighting spirit.
Just like its owner.
Even in the face of thousands of armies, he still stands still and cuts them off with one strike.
King Zhenbei stroked the blade, and the broken saber burst into thunderous light. It was cheering, excited, and blood boiling.
Today, you can follow your master again and fight with all your strength!
King Zhenbei held the sword in both hands and suddenly swung it towards the giant sword that was cut in the air.
A sword tens of feet long turned into thunder, met the Shanhe Sword and cut it head-on.
In mid-air, Emperor Qianyuan showed a look of disdain on his face. If it was a second-grade martial arts weapon, it could be compared to the Mountain and River Sword. Then how could this Mountain and River Sword deserve to be called the greatest treasure of the Dali Kingdom?
You must know that the original Emperor of Great Li was only half a Martial God.
Coupled with the many years of support in the Dali Ancestral Temple, this mountain and river sword can already be called a divine weapon.
Sword energy and sword intent collide head-on.
The thunder light and the golden flame collide with each other, just like the intersection of two realms with opposite attributes, producing a violent reaction.
boom!
The collision of the two energies produced terrifying aftermath, as the entire world seemed to collapse, and the power of destruction swept across.
The surrounding buildings cracked, cracks spread, and collapsed.
The dust on the ground was scraped off layer after layer, and rolled up into the sky with the boiling airflow, like a sandstorm.
There was another roar, and a pit more than ten meters deep collapsed under King Zhenbei's feet. The giant sword pressed down, and a tooth-gripping sound came from the point where the long sword and the giant sword collided.
Emperor Qianyuan laughed wildly.
"Didn't you say that I can't use the power of fate? I am the emperor and the master of this great distance!"
"Ahem..."
King Zhenbei coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, but his eyes remained firm.
When Emperor Qianyuan saw King Zhenbei looking like this, he laughed angrily:
"Stubborn!"
Emperor Qianyuan wanted to press down on the sword again. Suddenly, countless ethereal figures seemed to emerge from all over Kyoto, grabbing the golden giant sword and extracting wisps of destiny power from it.
The giant sword formed by the condensation of luck quickly collapsed.
The power of Tao Dao's luck dispersed in mid-air and could no longer be used by Emperor Qianyuan.
Even the Shanhe Sword in Emperor Qianyuan's hand suddenly broke away from Emperor Qianyuan's control and stood in the air.
"Impossible, this is impossible!"
Emperor Qianyuan's face became extremely ugly. He opened his eyes wide and his pupils trembled slightly.
He is the king of the country, why would Shanhe Sword abandon him?
Why does the power of luck escape from one's own hands?
He felt angry at being betrayed by the whole world.
This feeling was like the sharpest weapon, piercing into his heart.
Around the palace, many dignitaries who had fled here stopped one after another. They looked into the palace. Due to the collapse of the building, they could vaguely see the distant horizon and the two sides fighting fiercely.
"Both the sword of mountains and rivers and the fate of the country have gone against your majesty? How is this possible?"
The ministers were in a commotion, and each of them had the answer in his mind.
Foolish king!
King Zhenbei looked at the hysterical Emperor Qianyuan in the air with a knife in his hand, and said in a low and serious voice:
"Because you have betrayed all your relatives and been abandoned by all the people. The sword of mountains and rivers and the destiny of the country protect the country of Dali and the hearts of the people of Dali. How can you win the hearts of the people as an emperor who regards the people as stupid dogs?"
King Zhenbei just finished speaking.
Then he held a broken saber, jumped up in the air, and slashed at Emperor Qianyuan.
"Destroy the enemy!"
The broken saber burst into dazzling lightning.
Emperor Qianyuan sensed that this sword was unavoidable!
"No, you can't kill me. I am the king of Dali, and you can't regicide!"
The King of Zhenbei remained unmoved and continued to cut with the thunder knife.
Just when he was only a few feet away from Emperor Qianyuan, a white-haired figure suddenly appeared beside Emperor Qianyuan.
The white-haired figure slowly slapped a palm.
Earth, fire, water and wind merged into four colors and flowed, turning into a colorful barrier blocking the front of the thunder knife.
Then he pulled Emperor Qianyuan and retreated quickly.
boom!
Cracks spread across the barrier, and the power of earth, fire, water and wind collapsed, but the thunder knife also dissipated in mid-air.
Emperor Qianyuan looked at the people coming next to him, his face immediately showed joy, and he said:
"Master Yuqing, please help me kill this thief!"
Master Yuqing ignored the other party, looked at King Zhenbei not far away, and said slowly:
"King Zhenbei, stop it."
According to the agreement between the Taoists and the royal family, they could not sit back and watch Emperor Qianyuan being executed by someone with a foreign surname.
He had not taken action before, but he was very disgusted with Emperor Qianyuan and made him suffer.
But when life is in danger, we have no choice but to save it.
Yu Qingzhen is a second-grade Transcending Tribulation Realm, and there are several third-grade Taoists, one second-grade, and even a first-grade land immortal.
Plus the great Confucian scholars who did not appear.
If both sides wanted to protect people, a second-grade martial artist from Zhenbei King alone would not be able to kill Emperor Qianyuan from these masters.
Although Emperor Qianyuan was angry at Master Yuqing for not taking action against King Zhenbei, he could not show it at this time.
Now that he can save his life and be protected by Confucianism and Taoism, he will have no worries.
When I find an opportunity in the future, I will kill the King of Zhenbei who deceived me and ignored me.
But at this moment.
A clear voice came from the ruins not far away.
"Master Yuqing, Qianyuan was unethical and brought disaster to the country. This matter is already an internal matter of my royal family. Please don't take any action."